The story of Hades and Persephone... "Who are you?" "This is your dream, remember? Tell me who I am..." he said, absently coiling a tendril of her long hair around a finger. She narrowed her eyes at him. "If this is my dream, oneiroi, then answer my question. Who are you?" The voice of a natural ruler, he thought. He leaned down and whispered in her ear. "I am your lord husband."

Draco pushed her to the wall, kissed her roughly on the lips, then punched the glass window beside her head. It smashed into pieces and the crowd who had parted for him seconds ago gasped. Hermione couldn't. She couldn't even breathe. What have you done?

Oneshot, ApolloRachel/ Damn it all to hell! The whole eternal maiden thing had been alright to deal with when she was younger but she was twenty four now, dammit, and the men were getting better looking and she was getting lonelier.